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Dick and Lady White 


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Copyright July, 1917 

BY 

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Children must read. The stories given 
them should he calculated to uplift their 
thoughts, and cause them to see the practical 
uses of right thinking. 

Mothers find it difficult to obtain proper 
reading matter for their children. 

It is to help ail this need that this book is 
sent forth, trusting it zvill gladden and en- 
lighten young readers. 

Mary L. Freytag. 



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CONTENTS 


Chapter Page 

I. Grandfather’s Letter g 

11 . Dick’s Arrival 13 

III. Lady White 21 

IV. Lady White’s Healing 33 

V. Grandpa’s Surprise 41 

VI. Love’s Protection 45 

VI I . Naughty Lady White 53 

VIII. Dick Has the Colic 57 

IX. Fluffy and Lady White 63 

X. A Letter From Home 67 



Dick and Lady White 


Chapts^r I 

GRANDFATHER’S LETTER 

‘'Here is something for you, Dick,” said Mrs. 
McRay, as she handed her son a letter. 

“A letter for me, mother? Why, whom can it 
be from? I’ll bet it’s from grandfather.” He 
danced around on one foot, while he took his pen- 
knife from his pocket, and cut the envelope. “Yes, 
mother. I’m right!” 

After a moment’s pause, Dick read aloud : 

“ ‘My dear grandson : 

‘Will mother and father let you come to spend your 
vacation with us this summer? We have plenty of 
green grass here and I think the cows and sheep all 
want to see you. Answer at once. 

‘Your loving, 

‘Grandfather McRay.’ ” 

Dick held his breath. “Oh, mother,” he ex- 
claimed, giving her a tight hug, “to see fields of 
green grass, to see cows and sheep, and feed the 
chickens! Mother, you will say ‘yes’, won’t you?” 

“Yes, Dick, the arrangements have all been made. 
You are to start within a few days, and spend six 
long weeks in the country. But what will father 
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and mother do without you, dear?” as she put her 
arm around him. 

'‘I had not thought of that, mother mine,” replied 
the boy, “but I guess God can take care of that; 
there is not any space if we live in God. It would 
be error to be sorry when you are really glad that 
I am going to have such a good time.” 

“Yes, of course, Dick, and we will agree not to let 
error make us sorry.” 

Grandfather McRay lived in a big white house 
with green shutters which stood some distance from 
the road. Everywhere around the place were to be 
found beautiful flowers growing, particularly the 
blooming roses. 

There were some big red beauties, called “jack 
roses,” and some lovely “tea roses,” and here and 
there big low bushes of white ones, known as “bridal 
roses.” But prettiest of all was a pink climbing rose 
vine which partly covered the east side of the house. 

On the big lawn were several maple trees. Some 
of the branches hung low, and it was here that Mr. 
McRay had arranged two comfortable hammocks. 

Back of the house were three barns: one for the 
cows, one for the sheep, and one for the horse and 
carriages. 

Grandfather McRay was very busy the day before 
Dick was to come, for he wanted everything to look 
as well as possible. Presently he went over where 
the horse was kept. In this barn was a splendid gift 
for Dick, one he knew would delight any lad. It was 
a large White Mountain goat which Mr. McRay had 
bought for his grandchild. 

She really was a handsome creature. She was 
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about three feet high, had two long tapering horns, 
and a tiny short tail. But something had happened 
to her that made Mr. McRay feel very bad. 

One day, while the goat was out in the barnyard, 
somehow, in running she had fallen and sprained her 
ankle. 

Mr. McRay had called in the veterinary surgeon, 
but he could not do much for the animal. He said 
the sprain was a bad one and that it might be weeks 
before she would be able to put her foot to the floor. 

^‘It does seem too bad, just when I wanted the 
lad to enjoy himself! Perhaps there is something 
yet that will cure that sprain,’’ he remarked with a 
sigh, as he closed the barn door. 

Mr. McRay was a good man with a very kind 
heart, and he dearly loved little children. Dick was 
eight years old, and his grandfather had never seen 
him as the boy had always been too sick to leave 
home. However, Dick’s mother had recently writ- 
ten that everything had changed. Dick was well 
and strong and was attending school regularly. 

Grandfather wanted to see Dick more than ever 
now, because he was anxious to learn how the boy 
had become strong and well in so short a time. 

Dick’s mother had written that prayer had healed 
him, but Mr. McRay could not understand how 
prayer could heal such a serious illness. 


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Chapter II 


DICK’S ARRIVAL 

Dick left his home about nine o’clock in the morn- 
ing, and expected to reach his grandfather’s early 
in the afternoon. 

His father had put him aboard the train, found 
him a seat on the sunny side, and explained that he 
had arranged with the conductor to look after him. 
“There won’t be any trouble, Dick,” he said, “the 
train does not stop until it reaches Monticello, where 
you get off, and grandfather will be there to meet 
you.” 

“Oh, I’ll be all right,” replied Dick assuringly as 
he kissed his father good-bye. 

The time did not seem long, for there was -so 
much to be seen, and the country grew prettier as 
the train sped along. Then, too, Dick was thinking 
of all the beautiful things he would see at grand- 
father’s. 

At last the conductor came to tell him that in a 
few minutes they would stop at Monticello. 

“Thank you. I’ll be all ready, Mr. Conductor, 
when you come for me,” said Dick cheerfully as 
he began to picture his grandfather at the station. 
He knew just the face to expect from the large por- 
trait that hung above the piano in the parlor at 
home. He felt certain that he would recognize the 
tall gentleman with the gray whiskers, and as 
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mother had recently sent his photo to grandpa, there 
could be no possible confusion. 

Then, too, Dick had thought all the way, “Divine 
Love will guide me, and I cannot make a mistake. ’’ 
When the train stopped the conductor kindly helped 
the courageous little passenger to the platform. At 
once Dick recognized his grandfather. 

After thanking the conductor, he exclaimed: 
“Oh, grandfather, I was sure I would know you,” 
and he kissed him affectionately. 

Grandpa of course recognized Dick from the pic- 
ture. “And I am sure I would know you, Dick, my 
boy,” he said tenderly. “No mistaking those eyes, 
they are just like your father’s, only finer I should 
say,” and he looked long into the deep blue eyes as 
he held him tightly to his breast. 

When they reached the house grandma had more 
hugs and kisses for Dick, telling him she was so 
delighted to have him with her. He was very happy 
to receive so much love, and soon felt quite at home. 
After he had refreshed himself he ate a hearty 
lunch, for he was hungry after his long trip. Then 
grandpa took him to see the sheep, the cows and the 
chickens. 

There were many “oh’s” and other exclama- 
tions, when Dick came close to the sheep. To think 
they were real live sheep, and that he could see them 
every day ! He danced for joy and, turning around, 
stepped on Fluffy, who had followed them from 
the house. 

Fluffy was a big, soft Angora cat who disliked 
to be held, and generally seemed more at ease in 
her pretty basket by the fire. Hearing her cry of 
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distress, before grandfather could stop him, Dick 
had stooped down and lifted her into his arms. 

‘Toor kitty,” he said, petting her, ‘'you know I 
love you and would not hurt you for anything.” 

“Dick, be careful,” cried grandpa, “Fluffy is not 
used to being held and may scratch you.” 

“That would be error, grandfather. Mother says 
that all the creatures God makes love each other.” 

“Well, perhaps that is right, Dick, but it does not 
always seem to work that way.” 

“Then I guess I’ll have to know it for you, grand- 
father,” came Dick’s reply as he looked up into his 
grandfather’s face, and back at the soft ball of fur 
he held in his arms. As Fluffy made no attempt to 
get down, Dick carried her to the house. 

“Well, well,” thought grandpa, “that is the first 
time Fluffy ever let anyone hold her. I can’t believe 
my eyes.” 

Dick thoroughly enjoyed the supper after their 
trip. How delicious the fresh vegetables, out of 
grandma’s garden, tasted. They were so different 
from what they obtained in the City, thought he, as 
he helped himself generously to the beautiful, big, 
white potatoes, the crisp, fresh cucumbers and let- 
tuce, and the sweet, tender corn. 

Grandmother thought she had never seen a boy 
eat so much. Finally she said, smilingly, “Now, 
Dick, you really must have had enough ! Don’t eat 
too much; you may not be able to sleep to-night.” 

Dick laughed. “Never fear, grandma, I know 
I’ll sleep like a top all night.” 

After supper they all went out to the veranda, 
where deep arm chairs and tables, rugs and a wicker 
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divan were some of the furnishings. Grandfather 
had his own chair and so had grandma. There 
stood a brand-new one for Dick, as his grand- 
parents had decided he should have his own chair 
while he was there. 

'‘How thoughtful they are,” meditated Dick as 
he took possession of the pretty little rocker. After 
a while, he said: “Grandpa, may I climb in your 
lap?” 

Without waiting for a reply, Dick left his chair 
and settled himself on his grandfather’s knees. 
Throwing an arm around his neck, he dropped his 
head on the big shoulders. 

“Grandpa,” he whispered, “you have shown me 
so much love to-day that I don’t know how to thank 
you for it.” 

There was no reply. Dick only felt grandfather’s 
arms holding him very tightly, as he gently pressed 
his lips on the boy’s forehead. They sat for a long 
time in silence, yet they seemed to say much without 
the need of words. 

At length grandmother spoke. “Don’t you want 
to go to bed, Dick? I’m sure you must be tired 
after your long, busy day.” 

But the little chap assured her he was not tired. 
“Please, grandma, let me stay a little longer,” he 
pleaded. “I’m so happy.” And he added, “I’m 
thinking of dad and mother, I know they are happy, 
too.” Looking up into Mr. McRay’s face, he asked, 
“Isn’t it good to know that God wants us always to 
be happy, grandfather?” 

The man could not reply to this at once. He had 
to think a little first. Feeling that the boy on his 
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knees wondered at this delay, he carefully replied: 
‘‘Yes, my child ; but the good Lord sends us sorrow, 
too.” 

Dick jumped down as he exclaimed: “Why, 
grandfather, how CAN you say that? How can 
God send us anything but good?^’ 

Grandfather McRay was quite startled at this line 
of thought. He had never heard a child speak of 
God in such a manner. Besides, it had never 
occurred to him that sorrow and sickness did not 
come from God. After a moment’s reflection he 
asked, “Dick, what is God?” 

The reply was quite unexpected. “ ‘God is Love ; 
God is Life; God is Truth.’ ” 

The man was surprised. 

“And where is God, Dick?” 

“Everywhere,” was the quick response. 

“But, son, if God is everywhere, why can’t we 
see God?” 

Again Dick did not hesitate, but answered 
promptly : “Because we are in God.” 

Grandmother now interrupted them. “Come, 
Dick, it is really time to go to bed.” 

After kissing grandfather good-night, obediently 
the boy followed his grandmother. 

“Well, well,” thought Mr. McRay, “such wisdom ! 
Where does my grandchild get it?” and bowing his 
head he said: “Father, enable me to know what 
this child knows.” 

The first thing Dick did, when he came into his 
pretty bedroom, was to bury his nose in a big bunch 
of roses that stood upon the bureau. Never had 
anything smelled so sweet. “Oh, grandma, how 
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dear of you! They are just beautiful. I wish I 
could give one of them to mother right now.” 

After taking the cover from the bed, and adjust- 
ing the pillow, Mrs. McRay left her grandson to 
undress, saying : ‘T will come back and put out the 
light in a few minutes, Dick.” 

'‘All right, grandma; it won’t take me long.” 

Dick was already in bed when Mrs. McRay 
returned. In surprise she said: 'T’m afraid you 
tmdressed in a hurry, Dick. I hope you have not 
forgotten to thank the Lord fort taking care of you 
to-day, dear?” 

"No,” he assured her, "I was just thanking 
Divine Love when you came in ; I held the thought : 
'Divine Love is my shepherd.’ I love that so! 
Don’t you, grandma?” 

"Do you say your prayers in bed?” asked Mrs. 
McRay in amazement. 

"Why, yes, don’t you?” 

"No, I always go on m^ knees before my 
Heavenly Father,” returned Mrs. McRay in a de- 
vout tone of voice. 

"Isn’t God everywhere, grandmother?” 

"Yes, dear.” 

"Then what does it matter where I pray?” ques- 
tioned Dick. 

"Well, if your mother brought you up that way, 
my son, I have nothing to say,” evaded the old 
lady. 

Not wishing to hurt his grandmother’s feelings, 
Dick continued : "I have one prayer that I always 
repeat at night. Would you like to hear it, grand- 
mother?” 


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“Yes, dear,” she replied. 

Dick began : 

“ ‘ Now I lay me down to sleep, 

I know that God His child does keep ; 

I know that God, my Life is nigh, 

I live in Him, and cannot die! 

God is my health ; I can’t be sick ; 

God is my strength, unfailing, quick; 

God is my all, I know no fear, 

Since God, and Life, and Love, are near.’ ” 

“That is a very beautiful prayer,” remarked 
grandma. “I never heard it before. Now Fll open 
one of your windows a little, so that you may get 
some fresh country air.” 

“Oh, no, grandmother, not only a little; please 
open it all the way, the air is so nice and fresh.” 

“You will be out in the air all day to-morrow, 
Dick. I am afraid you will catch cold if I leave the 
window up too far.” 

This sounded very strange to Dick, but he simply 
said : “Grandmother, matter cannot catch cold.” 

Not knowing what to reply, Mrs. McRay leaned 
over, kissed him good-night, and left the room. 


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Chapter III 


LADY WHITE 

Dick was awakened early the next morning by 
the mewing of a cat. 

At first he could not think where he was ; his sleep 
had been so sound. But soon he realized that he 
was at grandfather’s, and at once he was convinced 
that the mewing was Fluffy’s. Sure enough, there 
on the window-sill sat the prettiest cat he had ever 
seen. Her fur was a beautiful, deep yellow, and as 
the bright sun shone upon it, she made a beautiful 
picture indeed. 

Dick sprang out of bed and opened the window 
far enough for Fluffy to enter. Then they had a 
fine time together. 

As the cat was in a playful mood, she ran after a 
string, jumped upon the bed and then sprang after 
anything that moved. 

Dick found it difficult to dress. He was just put- 
ting on his shoe when puss spied his shoe-string and 
made a dash for it. She came so close and appeared 
to be so friendly and inviting that Dick could not 
resist stooping down and taking her into his arms. 

Looking into her pretty face, he said: “Dear 
Fluffy, I wish you knew how much I love you : it is 
so nice of you to let me hold you. You cannot help 
being nice, because you reflect love.” 

Just then his grandmother called from down 
stairs. “Are you ready for breakfast, Dick?” 

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Keeping Fluffy in his arms, the boy started down 
the stairs. 

In the hall he met his grandfather, who wished 
him a cheery “Good-morning!” Noticing that Dick 
carried something in his arms, “Goodness,” he 
looked more closely as he exclaimed, “it is Fluffy !” 

“Yes,” returned Dick, “she came in through the 
window, and we had a lot of fun together.” 

“I don’t doubt it in the least,” remarked grand- 
father. “I know Fluffy is very playful, but she lets 
you hold her and that is a very different matter.” 

“Won’t she stay in your arms, grandfather?” 

“No, Dick; I never tried to hold her but once, 
and then she scratched me.” 

Dick did not know just what to say, so he took 
hold of grandfather’s hand and went into the dining- 
room. There he met grandma, and after kissing her 
good morning, he took his place at the table. 

After Mr. McRay had asked the blessing Dick 
began to eat heartily. 

How he enjoyed the big glass of fresh, warm 
milk and the big strawberries picked that morning 
in the garden. 

He was too busy eating to talk much. But he 
could not help remarking: “Grandma, how lovely 
these strawberries are! We don’t have them as 
fresh in the city,” and added coaxingly: “May I 
have just a few more, please? They are so nice.” 

“Yes, Dick, of course you may; I think 
to-morrow morning I shall have to pick more, if 
you like them so much.” 

“Do you pick them yourself, grandmother? Oh, 
may I help you? What fun that would be!” 

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“Yes, Dick, but you must get up real early/’ 

“I love to do that, grandma. I was afraid I might 
be in your way; that is why I stayed up stairs this 
morning until you called me. But I hope I can help 
you every morning.” 

When he had finished his breakfast, grandfather 
said : “Come now, Dick, we will go to the barn ; 
I have something I wish to show you. But,” he 
added with a troubled look, “something has hap- 
pened to it. I wanted you to have a good time while 
you were here, and I can’t tell you how sorry I feel 
about it.” 

“Has it passed on?” asked Dick, looking quite 
serious. 

“Passed on ?” said grandfather, not realizing what 
he meant. “No, son; it is still in the barn.” 

“Oh, then it will be all right,” said Dick, with 
relief, knowing that he would be able to treat it. 

The boy could hardly wait to see what grand- 
father had for him, but Mr. McRay was not ready 
to go yet, for presently he took the family bible from 
the shelf, and said they were to have prayer. 

After reading a short chapter from Proverbs, 
both Mr. and Mrs. McRay knelt down to pray. 
Dick did not know whether to get on his knees or 
not, so sat still. 

The prayer was very long and Dick was in a 
hurry. At last Mr. McRay asked his heavenly 
Father’s blessing on Dick, and, rising from his 
knees, was surprised to find the boy sitting on his 
chair. 

“My boy, haven’t you been brought up to pray?” 
asked grandfather in a serious tone. 

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“Yes, indeed!’’ answered Dick quickly. “I did 
my mental work before I got out of bed this 
morning.” 

“Your mental work? I don’t understand you, 
Dick.” 

“I mean that I treated myself,” he explained, 
hoping that he might make the matter clear. 

“You mean that you prayed?” 

“Yes,” said Dick simply. 

“What was your prayer like? You have heard 
mine.” 

“Well,” was the reply, “I started this way: ‘Dear 
God, I am so thankful to be here at grandfather’s. 
I am so glad to know that I am Love’s child.’ Then 
I declared that Love would be with me in my play 
to-day. I expressed my gratitude to God, for being 
able to see Fluffy as one of God’s ideas, who didn’t 
want to hurt me. Then I knew that divine Love 
would take care of father and mother, that I could 
not be lonesome, because there isn’t any space in 
Mind.” 

“That’s all,” said Dick, slipping down from his 
chair. 

“Do your father and mother pray that way?” 
asked grandfather. 

“Of course,” replied Dick, as he reached for his 
hat. 

Mr. McRay thought that the strangest prayer he 
had ever heard. “Yet, there is something about it 
I like,” thought he, as he went out with his grand- 
child. 

They passed near Fluffy, who was sleeping in her 
basket. 


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“Come, Fluffy, we are going to the barn,’' ven- 
tured Dick. 

But puss seemed quite sleepy; stretched and 
turned over in her basket for a nap. 

“I think she would rather rest,” remarked 
grandpa. 

“Yes, I think so, too,” Dick agreed. “She played 
so hard this morning.” 

On their way from the house to the barn grand- 
father walked on the path, while Dick frolicked on 
the lawn, exclaiming : “It feels so good to walk on 
the soft green, and not to hear a policeman’s 'Keep 
off the grass.’ ” 

“I am glad you enjoy it,” returned grandfather, 
as he raised the barndoor latch, and swung open 
the door. 

What Dick saw made his heart beat fast. He 
could not take another step, for there stood a beauti- 
ful white goat. 

“Grandfather !” he exclaimed in delight, “did you 
really buy it for me?” 

“Yes,” he replied, but then he went on seriously: 
“Lady White, while running the other day, fell and 
sprained her ankle.” 

As they approached her, the goat made a motion 
as if she wanted to meet them, but when she touched 
her foot on the floor, quickly she held it up again, 
and stood still. 

Dick noticed this and ran swiftly toward her. 

“Be a little careful, my boy, since you’re a 
stranger,” admonished grandpa. 

The boy stroked and petted the pretty face and 
neck, and then looked down at the injured ankle. 

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Grandfather explained to Dick that he had been 
told by the best Veterinary Surgeon that it was a 
bad sprain, and it would probably be six weeks 
before the goat could be driven. 

Hearing this, Dick stood amazed and, looking 
into his grandfather’s face, he cried: ‘‘What an 
awful error ! Why, I would be home by that time, 
and see the pleasure you planned to give me would 
be spoiled. No,” continued he, “it must be met! 
Have you asked God to heal her?” 

“No,” grandfather replied, quite astonished. “I 
guess the Lord would not pay any attention to 
goats.” 

“But, if God made everything, then He made 
Lady White,” Dick protested. 

“That is very true.” 

“Well, if God made Lady White, couldn’t He 
take care of her?” 

“But I did have the best help I could get,” 
explained grandfather. 

“I don’t mean medicine” cried Dick. “Mother 
always tells me I cannot serve both matter and 
Spirit.” 

“Heavens, child I” his grandfather gasped in 
astonishment. 

“May I treat Lady White, grandfather?” 

“Why, Dick, what have you brought with you 
that would help a goat?” 

“Grandfather, I am not joking,” said Dick 
seriously, “I mean, would you let me pray for Lady 
White, and will you stop using medicine on her 
ankle?” 

While Dick was speaking grandpa was thinking 
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hard. He recalled what Dick had said last night 
when he sat on his lap, and also Dick’s prayer, how 
he had called Fluffy ‘‘an idea of God.” Looking 
into the earnest eyes of the child, eyes that were 
very dear to him, Mr. McRay could not refuse his 
pleadings. 

“Yes, you may pray for Lady White. I bought 
her for you, and you may take care of her. I 
promise you I will not put any more medicine on 
her ankle.” 

Dick was so happy when he heard this and cried 
joyfully: “Oh, thank you, grandpa, dear; I know 
that divine Love will take care of my beautiful 
Lady White.” He drew grandfather’s head down 
to kiss him, whispering in his ear : “I wish all boys 
had such a dear, good grandfather.” 

When they returned to the house Mr. McRay 
told Dick he must go to the village. “Amuse your- 
self as you like, my boy,” he added. “I won’t be 
gone very long.” 

“You need not hurry, grandfather; there are so 
many things to do. The trouble is I don’t know 
what to look at first.” 

“I am so glad the boy is happy and knows how 
to amuse himself,” thought Mr. McRay as he went 
upstairs to wash and dress himself. There he saw 
Mrs. McRay and told her what had taken place that 
morning, “My dear, Dick is certainly an unusual 
child. He seems to know a great deal about God, 
and is always ready to trust everything to His care. 
You remember,” he continued, seriously, “his 
mother wrote that Dick was healed through prayer. 

It does sound strange to me, but is it not as it should 
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be ? Has it not been written, ‘He forgiveth all our 
iniquities and HEALETH ALL OUR DIS- 
EASES’? he thought to himself. I would give a 
good deal to know what that child says when he 
prays, or as he calls it ‘TREATS’ that goat . . . 
and what is this ‘TREATING’? What does it all 
mean, anyhow? If his prayer cures that animal, 
I want to know more about that kind of prayer. 
When we are alone some day I’m going to ask him 
to tell me about his own cure.” 

Then Mr. McRay said aloud : “Mother, have you 
noticed that Dick does not wear glasses?” 

“Yes,” she replied. “His mother wrote that his 
eyes were the cause of all his troubles. You would 
never think so to look at them now, for they look 
so strong and well. I think our grandchild is 
going to give us very little trouble, don’t you? He 
seems happy even by himself.” 

“I have observed that, too,” said grandpa. As 
he left the house, the words of Jesus came to him : 
“ ‘Except ye become as a little child.’ ” 

After his grandfather had gone Dick went 
upstairs, opened his Bible and began to read the 
twenty-third Psalm. He had promised his mother 
to read it every day. Then he wrote a few lines 
to father and mother, telling them how happy he 
was, and how much love he had received. 

Mother had given him some envelopes with 
stamps on them. He knew the letter box was just 
a short distance away, so after posting it he went 
out under the trees, settled himself comfortably in 
one of the hammocks and began to read from the 
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Bible and from his text-book. After a while he 
closed them and began to treat Lady White. 

He remained there until he felt that he had freed 
his thoughts from the belief that anything had 
happened to the goat; that she was really in God’s 
care, and he was not going to believe what error 
told him. 

From where he was sitting he could look out over 
the green fields of nodding daisies. The cow pas- 
ture was on the west side of the house, and there 
he saw a flock of something moving. He decided 
he would walk over and find out what it was. After 
stopping to admire some big daisy heads as he 
skipped through the tall grass, he soon came to the 
cow pasture. 

There he saw a wonderful sight — a large flock 
of turkeys. They had come from a neighboring 
farm into the pasture looking for bugs and grass- 
hoppers, for turkeys are very fond of them. 

‘Wes,” thought Dick, ‘T am sure they are 
turkeys. They look like those in the market win- 
dows around Thanksgiving.” 

One turkey seemed more beautiful than all the 
rest, acting very proud and at once coming close to 
Dick. 

Dick did not know it, but this one was a gobbler. 
Any red article will prove an attraction to the bird, 
often provoking him to anger. 

Dick had put on a bright red tie that morning, 
knotting it into a big, soft, loose bow. Poor Dick, 
he had no idea that such an innocent act was going 
to aggravate a turkey. 

The gobbler’s head began to grow very angry 
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looking. It became almost as red as Dick's tie. 
With a peculiar noise, he came so close that Dick 
reached out his hand to pet him. Immediately the 
gobbler flew at Dick, hitting him fiercely with his 
wing and knocking him over. 

The boy was never more surprised in his life, and 
he forgot all about declaring the Truth. Just as he 
was getting upon his feet again, the gobbler struck 
him from behind. This time Dick started to run 
and, reaching a nearby fence, he had just time 
enough to climb upon it, before the angry bird could 
strike him again. 

Dick was safe so long as he stayed upon the fence, 
but he could not get down, because there stood Mr. 
Gobbler like a sentinel, watching him very closely. 
Every time Dick moved, the big bird was ready for 
him. 

‘"Oh," cried the boy, ‘‘this is the worst kind of 
error I ever saw," and then he did his best to clear 
his own thoughts and know that God's child is 
always protected, and that there would be a way 
for him to leave the fence. 

The turkey cock continued to eat grasshoppers 
close by, but if Dick made the slightest move, he 
began to spread his tail, and make that same queer 
noise while he looked very angry. 

There was nothing for Dick to do but to sit still 
and wait. It was growing late in the afternoon, 
and he knew that grandfather would soon be home. 
“Fm sure he will miss me and look for me," the 
little captive said to himself. 

True enough ! Presently a familiar voice called : 
“Dick, Dick!" 


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The boy quickly stood upon the wall and waving 
his hat to his grandfather, shouted: ‘'Here I am, 
grandpa, come here quick!” 

Mr. McRay wondered what was the trouble, but 
when he came closer he saw the angry gobbler. His 
sides shook with laughter as he exclaimed: “Dick 
you are certainly treed.” 

Dick tried to laugh, too. He knew he must look 
very funny perched there on the fence, held a pris- 
oner by a turkey gobbler. 

Grandfather chased the big fellow away with his 
cane, and then Dick jumped down, saying: ‘T’ve 
been here a long time, but I knew divine Love would 
make a way of escape I” 

“By that you mean, that I came in answer to your 
prayer?” queried Mr. McRay. 

“Yes,” replied Dick. 

However, the boy could not be still for many 
minutes at a time. How he jumped and frolicked, 
shouting and whistling his exuberant feelings. 

Suddenly he turned to his grandfather and asked 
the reason for the turkey's wrath. 

Grandfather told him it was because of the red 
tie he wore. “For some reason,” he explained, “red 
is a color that seems to make certain animals and 
birds angry.” 

Dick was very much surprised and thought it was 
very strange that such a pretty color should make 
turkey cocks angry. However, he decided not to 
wear that tie any more, while he was at grand- 
father's. 


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Chapter IV 


LADY WHITE’S HEALING 

Dick had been at the farm two days, and during 
this time he had faithfully treated his goat 

The morning of the third day, when Mr. McRay 
went to the barn to feed the animals, he first looked 
at Lady White to see how she was getting on, for 
although Dick did not know it, his grandfather had 
been watching her very closely. 

For two mornings he had found her just the 
same : there seemed no improvement in her condi- 
tion, for poor Lady White was still standing on 
three legs. 

But this morning — could he believe his eyes? 
There was the pretty Lady standing not on three, 
but on four legs. 

Grandfather was so surprised that he dropped the 
hay fork he was holding, exclaiming: “Gracious, I 
can’t believe it ! Only yesterday she could not touch 
that foot to the ground, and to-day she will walk.” 

“Yes, she is really WALKING!” he continued 
in greater surprise as Lady White came towards 
him, as if nothing had ever happened. “The Doctor 
said it would take at least six weeks to effect a 
healing.” 

Gently Mr. McRay petted the handsome animal, 
and then very carefully touched the leg that until 
now had been swollen and sore. 

Lady White never winced. She let him touch it 
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as much as he would, as though to say: ‘It does 
not hurt me. It is not sore any more! I am all 
right now.” 

Never before had Mr. McRay seen anything like 
this. Never had he seen a sprain healed so quickly. 
He remembered how, only a few years ago, his 
horse had been lame and useless for a long time, 
even with the best of care and treatment. Surely 
this was a miracle! 

“And this is because of a child’s prayer!” he 
exclaimed, for he knew very well that for the past 
two days no drugs had been used. “I wish my 
prayers were always answered as quickly as that 
child’s.” Mr. McRay could now hardly wait to tell 
Dick. Seeing him in the yard, he called : “Dick, 
Dick! I have something to interest you. I found 
Lady White walking. Not standing on three legs, 
but upon all FOURS — really walking around, 
Dick!” 

The lad could readily understand grandpa’s 
excitement, and he replied simply: “Why, grand- 
father, I expected it! I was sure yesterday the 
demonstration had been made.” 

“The demonstration had been made?” echoed 
Mr. McRay. “Where in the world do you get such 
a word from?” 

“Mother says,” went on Dick, “to demonstrate is 
to prove, and the proof of Lady White’s healing is a 
demonstration of the power of God.” 

“Dick, you ought to talk to our minister; I would 
give a good deal to hear what he would say about 
it all.” 

“Does your minister heal the sick, grandfather?” 

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'‘No, I can’t say that he does.” 

"Well, if he does not heal the sick, he cannot 
know much of God,” and Dick looked up with clear, 
earnest eyes. 

"That is saying a good deal, Dick !” 

"But, grandfather, Jesus healed the sick and He 
was the way-shower and told us that we were to do 
the works that He did.” 

"I know He did, rny son, and the strange part 
of it is that people seem to have forgotten this. I 
believe that prayer can be answered NOW as well 
as when Jesus was here. God has not changed.” 

"Grandfather, our prayers ARE answered,” per- 
sisted Dick. "I was healed in answer to prayer, 
and if you would like it I will tell you some time 
how God healed me.” 

"I should be only too glad to know, Dick. I did 
think, perhaps, you would not care to tell me.” 

"Oh, I should love to, grandfather; but mother 
said I must be very careful and not talk about 
Christian Science, unless you really wanted to hear. 
You see, mother says we must LIVE Science, not 
talk it.” 

"Well, Dick, that sounds very good. I will be 
glad to hear whatever you have to tell me.” 

After they had finished breakfast, grandfather 
began his accustomed Bible reading with the prayer 
that seemed so long to Dick. Then Mr. McRay 
said: "Come now, Dick, we will go to the barn 
and see Lady White.” 

The door stood open, and the pretty goat was 
ready to meet her visitors. 

Dick threw his arms around her neck. "Oh, I 
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am so glad to see you walk! But it could not be 
any other way,” he added, “for God made every- 
thing perfect, and nothing can change God’s work.” 

Mr. McRay enjoyed looking at the two and 
listened to Dick’s talk. 

Presently he got the dearest little halter from a 
closet, fastened it to the goat’s head and led her 
towards the carriage-house. 

“I’ve something else to show you, Dick. I did 
not do it before, because I did not think Lady White 
could be driven while you were here. I knew it 
would make you feel bad to see that which might 
have given you so much pleasure and many happy 
hours.” 

Dick was now very curious. “What is it, grand- 
father? Do show me! I can hardly wait.” 

Without a word, Mr. McRay went to one corner 
of the carriage-house and pulled off the cover from 
something big standing there. 

Dick opened his eyes wide as he saw a smart two- 
wheeled goat-cart, painted a shiny black. 

Out of this pretty cart grandpa took a brand new 
set of harness, which was also black to match the 
cart. It had the prettiest little bridle, and a tiny bit 
which just fitted Lady White’s mouth. 

Dick danced for joy as he watched grandfather 
harness the goat. 

Mr. McRay told Dick to watch closely. “I shall 
expect you to harness and unharness her yourself,” 
he said. 

This delighted Dick. “I’m sure it won’t take me 
long to learn, grandpa. It looks very easy ; besides, 


Dich and Lady White 

I shall love to do it myself. That will help, too, 
won't it?" 

Grandpa laughed good-naturedly. 

*‘We will see what you can do to-morrow morn- 
ing, Dick. You have had your first lesson to-day." 

The harness being fastened, grandpa hitched 
Lady White to the cart, and what a pretty picture 
it was! The beautiful snowy- white goat, the fine 
black harness and the shiny cart." 

Dick was happy indeed to think that this was all 
for him. He could hardly believe it, for it seemed 
like a fairy story. 

With a boyish fervor he exclaimed : “Oh, 
grandpa, how wonderful! The goats in Central 
Park can’t hold a candle to this one." 

Presently Fluffy came into the barn. 

Dick rushed after her and, holding her close to 
the goat’s face, cried : “Fluffy, you must get 
acquainted with Lady White." 

Both pets looked hard at each other for a 
moment, then Fluffy made a naughty decision. 

Reaching out her paw, she struck Lady White a 
sharp blow on the top of her nose, then scrambling 
out of Dick’s arms, she ran quickly away. 

Of course Lady White took offense at this and 
started in pursuit, but grandfather stopped her. 

“You must give them time to know each other, 
Dick. Cats never like strange animals," Mr. 
McRay exclaimed, laughingly. 

“I’m sorry, grandfather! I did not think pussy 
would scratch Lady White. I won’t do it again!" 

As Dick spoke, he observed how peculiarly the 
goat’s eyes followed the cat. 

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*‘Now, take your seat in the wagon, Dick,’^ said 
Mr. McRay, “and grasp the reins firmly.” 

Dick obeyed and then grandfather showed him 
how to guide Lady White. Slowly they went out 
of the wagon-house, and down the lane towards the 
house. Dick’s joy knew no bounds. 

Grandfather cautiously walked behind the cart, 
because should Dick pull the wrong rein, he might 
go into the ditch. 

It was not long before the boy drove quite well, 
and grandpa sat down to watch, while Dick went 
back and forth on the lane, and afterwards towards 
the house to show his grandmother. 

Fluffy was rubbing herself against Mrs. McRay ’s 
dress, when Lady White spied her. 

She no doubt forgot all about being hitched to 
the cart, forgot all about Dick and everything else, 
and instead made one grand dash for Fluffy! 

But the cat was too smart! Lady White could 
not touch her, for she quickly climbed into a near- 
by maple tree. Seating herself comfortably, she 
gazed serenely at her pursuer. 

Dick thoroughly enjoyed the fun and almost 
wished it would continue, but then he reasoned that 
it would not be right for one pet to hurt the other, 
so he began to talk to the goat. 

“Naughty Lady White,” scolded he, “this will 
never do! You look so pretty and meek. One 
would not imagine you would care to hurt a cat. 
Those pretty horns were not made for that. I’ll 
have to know the truth about it for you, I guess.” 

Lady White nodded her head and cried, “Ba, ba !” 

Grandpa helped Dick to get the cart back on the 
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lane, and when they reached the wagon-house he 
showed him the proper straps to unbuckle, how to 
remove the harness, and how to adjust the halter. 

‘‘Now, take your goat upon the lawn and let her 
eat some grass, Dick.” 

This just suited Lady White, for she had not 
tasted grass for several days. Dick allowed her to 
eat until she was satisfied. Soon she chose a nice 
shady spot under the tree and lay down to rest, 
while Dick stretched himself in the hammock. 
Before long he was fast asleep. 

Grandpa, walking around, noticed Dick asleep 
with the goat near him on the grass, and thought : 
“Well, that is solid comfort.” 

He left them undisturbed. “The lad has well 
earned his fun,” thought he, “because he cured 
Lady White.” 


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Chapter V 


GRANDPA’S SURPRISE 

Dick came down stairs early the next morning, as 
he wished to help grandma in the garden. 

The house seemed unusually quiet and the boy 
felt that something must be wrong. Noticing 
grandma’s serious looks, he at once asked the 
reason. 

‘‘Grandfather has one of his sick headaches and 
the least little noise disturbs him,” she explained. 
“I hope you will be as quiet as you can.” 

There was no strawberry-picking that morning, 
and the breakfast was a silent one. 

Grandma felt disturbed because Mr. McRay was 
sick, and Dick was uncomfortable because of two 
things. 

In the first place he was sorry his kind grand- 
father was sick in bed and, secondly, because he 
would not be able to drive Lady White. 

“This is error again,” he thought. “When I feel 
I am going to have a good time, error comes along 
and tries to spoil it all. I must see grandfather. I 
know it is no use to ask grandma, for she won’t let 
me go into his room. The best I can do is to watch 
my chance and steal in.” 

Mrs. McRay soon went into the kitchen with the 
breakfast dishes and Dick was left alone. “Now is 
my time,” he thought, and very quietly he crept 
upstairs. 


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Reaching grandpa’s room, Dick knocked softly, 
and a weak voice answered: ‘"Come.” 

Dick approached the bed, leaned over, and gave 
Mr. McRay a hearty kiss. ‘‘Grandpa, Fm sorry 
you are ill. I miss you dreadfully.” 

“Fm used to these headaches, Dick. I don’t mind 
the pain so much, but I am sorry that you won’t be 
able to drive the goat to-day, you worked so hard 
to cure him. I don’t know why it had to come this 
morning.” 

“Don’t bother about me, grandpa ; you won’t stay 
sick long if you will let God help you.” 

“Well, I have asked the good Lord to take these 
headaches away from me for the last twenty years, 
but for some reason He wants me to suffer.” 

“Grandpa,” uttered Dick in astonishment, “God 
does not want you to suffer. God never made a 
headache; never made a pain. It does not exist in 
reality.” 

This line of thought was new to Mr. McRay. He 
opened his eyes wide and looked at Dick in amaze- 
ment. “Not in reality?” he repeated in a tone of 
doubt. “Dick, I am too sick to talk much, but do 
you think you could pray for me? You helped 
Lady White.” 

“God helped her,” replied Dick, “and He will 
heal you. God’s child can’t be sick, grandpa.” 

“Then pray for me, Dick; my head is splitting 
with pain.” 

Dick said nothing further, but tiptoed to a big 
armchair, where he placed himself with one hand 
over his eyes. A little later he quietly slipped from 
the room. 


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Mr. McRay did not know what to make of it, 
and as he lay there wondering he fell asleep. It 
was an hour later that he awoke with a start, and 
could not remember why he was in bed so late. 
Then it flashed upon him how sick he had been. 
How his dear grandchild — ^and grandpa loved him 
now more than ever — had come into the room and 
talked about ‘‘unreality of pain,” and had offered to 
help him. Then almost at once he fell asleep and 
now he had awakened to find himself well. Not a 
particle of that awful headache was left. It had 
gone entirely. “Such a thing never happened 
before,” thought he, as tears of gratitude fell on the 
pillow. 

Leaning over he reached his Bible from a chair 
near the bed and, opening it, he began to read. His 
eyes rested on these words: “Except ye be con- 
verted, and become as a little child, ye cannot enter 
the kingdom of heaven.” 

Mrs. McRay soon appeared and, seeing her hus- 
band sitting up in bed reading, she was alarmed, as 
she thought he had grown worse. 

Going to the bed, she gently took the Bible out 
of his hands, and told him he must lie quiet, as it 
would aggravate his headache to sit upright. 

“You are wrong this time, mother,” was the 
smiling response. “The funny part of it is I haven’t 
any headache.” 

“Oh, my !” thought the woman, “it is really worse 
than I imagined. Father, you must lie down; you 
know these headaches always last three days!” 

“But I haven’t any headache,” persisted Mr. 
McRay, adding tenderly : “Mother, dear, the lad’s 
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prayer healed me. He came in here a little while 
ago, and told me I did not have to have a headache, 
if I would let God help me! You remember, he 
healed Lady White, so I asked if he would pray for 
me. You should have seen the little chap, as he left 
me and sat in the chair. I noticed that he put his 
hand over his eyes and sat perfectly still. I watched 
him — ^bless his little heart — and I wondered what he 
was thinking, when the next thing I knew I 
wakened from a peaceful sleep. Truly, dear, I am 
more than well, I feel so rested. Tm going to get 
up and dress.” 

Mrs. McRay could not understand it at all. 
‘'Well, father,” she said, but half convinced, “you 
know best how you feel. Let me look at your 
tongue. I can always tell a good deal by that. 
Goodness!” exclaimed she, “there isn’t the least 
trace of coating left. It is as clear as mine.” 

Mrs. McRay could not be convinced that Dick’s 
prayer had healed his grandfather. That is why 
she wanted to look at his tongue, but the Bible tells 
us that God hears little children’s prayers. 


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Chapter VI 


LOVE’S PROTECTION 

When Dick left his grandfather’s room, he went 
into his own for a while, and read from his text- 
book. 

Knowing that he would not be able to drive the 
goat, he decided to take a walk. It was one of those 
rare and perfect days in July. The air was warm, 
yet balmy and delicately perfumed with odor from 
the honeysuckle which grew about the porch. A 
gentle breeze wafted the sound of late mowing. The 
robin warbled his mirth, and the meadow lark called 
loudly his fluty note of song. Dick listened in 
delight. 

All these sights and sounds were strangely new 
to the boy. A green cool looking grove stood across 
the meadow and Dick decided to explore this. With 
a bound he was off, hatless, and enjoying to its 
fullness the air and sunshine and the beauty of 
growing things. 

Now and then he paused to nip a daisy’s head or 
to pluck a lazy strawberry, but when he reached a 
hay-cock in the newly cut meadow his spirit of sport 
seemed at its height. Here he paused and enjoyed 
the merriest of times, standing at the peak of the 
mound and plunging downward. Then he rolled 
over and over, making somersaults until he was 
quite exhausted. 

Feeling very thirsty, he started on again toward 
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Dick and Lady White 

the woods, believing he would there find some water, 
and he was not mistaken, for soon he reached a 
stream. Dick stood still to listen to its singing 
music and to admire the lovely green moss and the 
sparkling stones. 

A streak of sunlight found its way through the 
overhanging bows and glistened on the water. 

Bending over the little brook, Dick’s attention was 
attracted to the bushes, which grew along its side. 
They had dark green leaves, and small berries on 
them. These were huckleberry bushes and here 
snakes made their home. There were so many that 
people had called this place “Rattlesnake-den.” 

Dick dipped his fingers into the cool, clear stream 
and made a cup of his hands as he drank of the 
sparkling water. “How good it feels to be here,” 
he thought, as he frolicked around, stopping now 
and then to throw pebbles into the dancing waves. 

Dick paused and listened, for he thought he heard 
a strange sound near by. The boy knew little about 
snakes and had never heard the noise of a rattle- 
snake. These snakes have a series of rings of hard 
substance at the end of their tail, one for each year 
of their age, and when they shake these they sound 
very much like a baby’s rattle. They make this 
noise when they are disturbed or frightened and 
always before they bite. It is really a danger 
warning. 

Again the lad heard the queer noise, and turned 
quickly around to discover its source. There in the 
grass he saw a large rattlesnake coiling itself ; that 
is, winding itself into a ball as it made ready to 
strike or bite. 


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Dick was frightened, and in fact too surprised to 
move. He seemed glued to the spot, making no 
attempt to run away. 

Instantly he thought of ONE thing and declared 
it again and again. “God is here, God is here.'' For 
the moment this seemed to be all he could remem- 
ber, then he closed his eyes. “If I do not look at 
the snake, I can think better of God," thought he. 
The noise still continued, but the brave little fellow 
never opened his eyes. 

Very soon more helpful thoughts came, and the 
words, “God is Love," took possession of him. 
“God made everything, and made snakes, too," he 
reasoned. “They are really loving and kind, and 
don't want to harm me. I love them, too, and if I 
show them that I do not wish to hurt or kill them, 
then they won’t harm me." 

Dick then remembered a beautiful picture. It 
represented several kinds of animals standing side 
by side, lions, wolves, sheep, calves, leopards and, 
in their midst, was a little child. “There is nothing 
besides love," thought Dick clearly. “I don't believe 
I am afraid now,” and he opened his eyes. 

The fear had gone and did not return. 

The snake was there, just the same, but Dick 
noticed that it had stopped rattling. A large rock 
stood near and now the boy cautiously approached 
it and waited. 

The snake rattled whenever Dick moved, but 
stopped when it found out that no harm was happen- 
ing to it. 

Quite a long time passed. It was a very warm 
day, and presently the snake began to uncoil slowly, 

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and stretched itself in the sun. However, it kept a 
steady lookout towards Dick. 

Very soon another rattlesnake, and then another, 
until three large snakes lay stretched full length in 
the sun. 

Dick did not realize how long he had been looking 
at these three beautiful reptiles, until he heard a 
familiar step behind him. 

Dick had been away so long that Mr. McRay had 
become worried. All at once it flashed upon him 
that he had forgotten to tell Dick about “Rattle- 
snake-den.’" Hurriedly he made his way to the 
huckleberry bushes by the brook, and there was 
Dick sitting on a rock, while only a few feet from 
him were three big rattlesnakes lying in the sun ! 

When Dick’s new friends saw Mr. McRay they 
raised up their heads, then quickly disappeared into 
their den. 

“For goodness sake, Dick! Are you hurt? Are 
you bitten?” grandfather cried in alarm. 

“No, grandpa. At first I was afraid, but after- 
wards I thought a lot of love, and the snakes did 
not find any reason to bite me. It was awfully hard 
at first, and I wished you were here, but after a 
while I stopped being afraid, and the snakes soon 
went to sleep in the sun. I was just thinking how 
beautiful they were when you came.” 

Mr. McRae did not think snakes beautiful at all, 
but said hurriedly: “Come on, Dick; let us go 
away from this place. I am horribly afraid of 
snakes. Thank God, you are not bitten ; don’t ever 
come near this place again.” 

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As they walked along the brook’s side they could 
distinctly hear the noisy rattlings. 

Grandpa grasped Dick’s hand tightly, and they 
soon left the bushes behind them. 

‘It’s good you did not stay in bed, grandpa, and 
I’m mighty glad you looked for me,” giving the 
hand that held his a tight squeeze. 

“I suppose you would call that another answer to 
prayer, wouldn’t you, child?” 

“Of course,” responded the boy quickly, 
“wouldn’t you?” 

“Well, I’ve never seen so many answers to 
prayers in my life before, Dick, dear. My head- 
ache is gone ; in fact, I never felt better. And now 
I find you sitting near these big rattlesnakes 
unharmed. It really is quite wonderful.” 

“But, grandpa, it is very easy. God is with us, 
and all we have to do is to know we live in Him.” 

“Yes, my child, you told me this before. It is 
odd that I have lived so long and never appre- 
ciated God’s nearness as you do.” 

“Mamma often says: ‘God is nearer than our 
hands and feet.’ ” 

Grandfather pointed to a huge rock under an 
outspreading oak: “Come, Dick, let us go and sit 
under that tree. I want you to tell me what you 
said when you prayed for me this morning. It 
certainly did not take you long.” 

“It never does,” Dick replied in words he remem- 
bered; “we are not heard because of our much 
speaking.” 

Grandfather could not conceal his astonishment. 

“What an expression for a child,” thought he. 

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Then he remembered his own long prayers, 
which were seldom answered. Turning again to 
his young companion, he repeated: '‘You have not 
told me what you said when you prayed for me, 
Dick?” 

The boy did not reply at once. He hesitated, 
because he was not sure whether his grandfather 
would understand. Then he put his small hand into 
the large one and, looking at him very gravely, 
said: 'T just knew that you were the image of 
God, and that God’s image is uncontaminated and 
free from sense testimony.” Pressing his hand a 
little tighter, he continued, 'T wish father were 
here. I am only a little boy and I can’t explain the 
Truth like father can. Mother, too, can so easily 
explain the nothingness of sickness and fear.” 

Grandfather was dumbfounded at the expression 
which Dick had used with such apparent ease. 

"Dick, the mystery deepens. I don’t know any 
more than I did.” He added with a laugh: "If 
you will tell me those words again to-morrow. I’ll 
look them up in the dictionary.” 

"It won’t do you much good, grandpa, for it is 
the spiritual meaning that we need, and you can 
find that only by understanding God.” 

Mr. McRay did not laugh now. This had never 
occurred to him. "That is true, child. I believe I 
am beginning to see a little light on this new way 
of praying, and I must say I am glad. After all 
you have done for me, sweetheart, you deserve a 
long drive with Lady White, and you shall have it 
after dinner. Let us hurry home now. I’m sure 
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grandmother won’t know what has become of us. 
Are you hungry, Dick?” 

“Yes, grandpa, very; aren’t you?” 

“Yes, I am; but let me tell you right here that 
if it were not for your ...” Mr. McRay stroked 
the back of his head — “ ‘uncontaminated’ and all 
the rest of it, I would not be able to eat a 
mouthful.” 

Dick’s eyes smiled his satisfaction. 


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Chapter VII 


NAUGHTY LADY WHITE 

Dick could not entirely harness the goat alone; 
in fact, it was three days before he accomplished 
that task. 

After the fourth day he was allowed to take his 
goat out of the stable whenever he wished, and he 
often spent long afternoons with her driving up 
and down the road. 

Dick soon discovered that goats, like human 
beings, liked to have things their own way. When- 
ever he drove past it. Lady White pulled hard to 
enter the lane. 

One day, when Dick had been out with her but 
a short while, he was just about to pass the barn, 
when Lady White stopped and refused to move. 
Dick coaxed and pleaded. Then he stepped out of 
the wagon and petted her, but it did no good. At 
last the naughty goat lay down in the road and 
would not get up. 

Tears came close to her young master’s eyes. 
'AVhat shall I do? Lady White, you must get up!” 

But Lady White paid no attention to his plead- 
ings. 

Presently Mr. McRay, who had been watching 
the proceedings from the veranda, came to offer 
help; in vain he tried to get the goat upon her feet. 

But Lady White preferred to stay just where she 

was. 


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Mr. McRay had no patience with a goat acting 
this way, and with his cane he gave her a sharp 
crack. This so surprised and hurt her, that she 
stood quickly upon her feet. 

However, she refused to walk. Again the cane 
fell upon her. This time a little harder, and at 
once she trotted off. 

Dick was inclined to feel angry when grandpa 
struck his goat, but he kept silent. “I suppose she 
must be punished, if she is not obedient,’’ he 
thought consolingly. 

Lady White was as good as she could possibly be 
the rest of the afternoon. 

The next morning at the breakfast table grand- 
father related to Dick an experience that made him 
laugh until his sides ached. 

‘‘After I went into the barn this morning, I took 
Lady White into the yard as usual to feed her, and 
then returned to milk the cow. Later when I 
passed the goat I was carrying a pail of milk. I 
was just going out of the gate when Lady White 
took a run, and planted her fine tapering horns 
right on the seat of my trousers. The blow nearly 
knocked me off my feet.” 

Dick laughed so heartily that it seemed as though 
he could not stop. 

“Of course,” continued Mr. McRay, “the unex- 
pected blow spilled the milk. I stooped to pick up 
the empty pail, and that awful revengeful goat took 
a run and hit me again.” 

Dick felt sorry for his grandfather, but he fairly 
doubled up with laughter. Mr. McRay was laugh- 
ing, too. 


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‘This time I fell/’ declared grandpa, “but I hur- 
riedly got up, took my cane, and started after Lady 
White. Do you think I could catch that goat? 
No ! no matter how fast I ran she did it just a little 
faster. And we went around and around the barn- 
yard, until I was all out of breath. Finally, I gave 
up the race and, all spattered with milk and mud, 
came to the house.” 

“Dick, he was a sight!” grandma exclaimed. 
“You would not have known your own grand- 
father; even his whiskers were full of milk and 
dust.” 

“Oh, grandpa,” laughed Dick, “I wish I could 
have seen you! It must have been great!” 

Grandpa did not think it was so funny, but he 
laughed, too. He was very glad Dick did not see 
him before he got washed and cleaned. 

Dick soon began to find out that he could not 
trust Lady White. She was doing some new 
“stunt” each day, until he wondered what she 
would do next. 

But really he did not mind. He was having such 
a lot of sport with her, just the j oiliest time, that 
he overlooked her tricks. 

Mistress Lady White was also very fond of her 
young master; and she never hurt him. “Probably 
it may have been just a goat’s way of having fun,” 
thought Dick. 

The days passed by all too quickly for Dick. 


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Chapter VIII 


^ DICK HAS THE COLIC _ 

One morning, while Dick was dressing, he was 
suddenly taken with violent pains in his stomach. 

At once he thought : ‘T know what it is ! I ate 
some green apples yesterday and grandpa told me 
to be careful as they would give me the ‘colic.’ I 
guess I did not destroy the fear.” 

Dick was much too ill to help grandma pick 
strawberries, and did not go down stairs until a 
voice called : “Breakfast.” He would rather have 
stayed in his room for he knew he looked pale, and 
he did not feel hungry. 

An amazed look came over the grandparents’ 
faces as they noticed Dick’s condition. Grandma 
immediately asked the cause of his distress. 

Dick answered that he was suffering from pains 
in his stomach. “I am sure it came about because 
grandpa told me I should not eat green apples,” 
adding slowly : “and I did not protect myself.” 

“PROTECT yourself !” grandma exclaimed, 
“what is that? Child, what are you saying? It is 
too bad you did not take your grandfather’s advice 
and leave those green apples alone.” 

“Mother always says I can eat anything I like, if 
I know that I live in God, and I believed they were 
almost ripe enough to eat.” 

Mrs. McRay was much concerned and at once 
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Dick and Lady White 

asked the boy which he would have, peppermint or 
whisky. 

Dick knew that his grandmother meant well, so 
he gently answered: ‘‘Neither one, thank you, 
grandma. We don’t use such things at home. 
Please let me stay in the hammock for an hour or 
so all by myself. If I can realize that I have my 
being in God, Fll soon be well again.” 

Dick’s remarks grew more mysterious than ever. 
As grandma remained silent, Dick quickly slipped 
from the room. 

He was glad to be alone. Walking rapidly across 
the lawn he reached the hammock and, after mak- 
ing himself comfortable, took a piece of paper from 
his pocket and began to read his favorite psalm, 
with the beautiful interpretation that mother had 
given him. 

‘The Lord is my shepherd : I shall not want. 

‘I shall not want for rest, for he maketh me to lie 
down in green pastures. 

‘I shall not want for drink, for he leadeth me beside 
the still waters. 

‘I shall not want for forgiveness, for he restoreth 
my soul. 

‘I shall not lack guidance, for he leadeth in paths of 
righteousness for his name’s sake. 

‘I shall not lack companionship, for though I walk 
through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear 
no evil, for Thou art with me. 

‘I shall not want for comfort, for thy rod and thy 
staff they comfort me. 

‘I shall not wai^ for food, for thou preparest a table 
before me in the presence of mine enemies. 

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Dick and Lady White 

‘I shall not want for honor, for Thou anointest my 
head with oil. 

T shall not want for anything, for my cup runneth 
over. 

T shall not want at any time, for surely goodness 
and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and 
I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.’ ” 

Mr. McRay had made no remarks while Dick 
was talking with grandma, but when the boy left, 
he said: *Tf Dick does not get better very soon, I 
think we shall call a doctor.” However, it made 
grandpa feel very uneasy to think about a doctor, 
remembering how his headache had left him, and 
how Lady White was healed of her sprain. 

Could not the child take care of himself? 

Dick read for a long time, then turning on his 
side, was soon fast asleep. He did not waken until 
Mrs. McRay rang the dinner bell. Jumping out 
of the hammock, with a bound, he cried: ‘*Oh, 
dear. I’m as hungry as a bear. Why, I have not 
eaten anything since last night I I had no idea that 
I slept so long.” 

After seating himself at the table Dick began to 
eat so rapidly that his grandparents looked at each 
other with anxiety. 

‘‘You better go easy, dear,” grandma explained. 
“Not too much all at once. You know it is not 
wise to eat too much on an empty stomach.” 

“Oh, I’m not afraid now, grandmother. I am 
going to trust God and know that good can’t make 
me sick. I listened to error yesterday, but I won’t 
listen again to-day. Jesus said: ‘Take no thought 
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Dick and Lady White 

for the body,’ ” continued he. ‘Tm going to 
believe that hard because it seems easy to let fear 
creep in. It does not say in the Bible that apples 
will make one ill, and Jesus never said anything 
like it, did he ?” 

‘"No,” replied Mr. McRay, exchanging looks 
with his wife. '‘No, I can’t say that it does. But 
doctors tell us that apples will often bring on the 
colic.” 

“Yes, I know they do,” Dick said, starting to eat 
another big ear of corn. “They told mamma and 
papa that I was going blind, but Christian Science 
taught us how to stop believing in ‘Materia 
Medica.’ ” 

“Stop believing in what?” 

Mrs. McRay straightened herself in her chair. 

“Dick, don’t use such absurd words; we are not 
accustomed to them,” she said, almost sharply. 

Here grandfather came to the rescue. “They are 
not so absurd, mother, only we don’t use them 
often. It seems to me that our grandson uses all 
kinds of big words.” 

Dick cast him a grateful glance. “They are not 
big words, grandpa. We always use them at home 
and in the Sunday School, too.” 

“Never mind, Dick; don’t trouble yourself about 
it. As soon as we are through with dinner you go 
and harness Lady White and take a long drive. I 
must go to town, but grandmother will be here, 
should you need any help.” 

“Oh, I think Lady White is acting better the last 
few days, grandpa. I’ve been knowing the Truth 
about some things for her.” 

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Dick and Lady White 

‘‘You mean you are helping her to get rid of 
some ‘error’ ? I suppose that is the way you would 
say it, isn’t it, Dick?” laughed Mr. McRay. 

“Yes, grandpa, that’s it! Good! I knew it 
would not take you long to become a Christian 
Scientist.” 

“Dear me, no ! I am not one yet ; but I do hope 
to know more about Science before long, as it seems 
such practical religion. Here is another proof, 
right before me. Only a few hours ago my Dick 
was very sick, and now he looks perfectly well.” 

Mr. McRay stroked Dick’s hair, and said very 
earnestly. “My boy, it is very beautiful to have 
such trust in the Lord, and I begin to see that our 
own church does not teach what your church does.” 


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Chapter IX 


FLUFFY AND LADY WHITE 

As the beautiful days passed along Dick sighed 
at the thought of vacation coming to an end. 

“But, then, I have had such a lovely time, and 
there will be so much to tell father and mother, 
ril be talking for weeks, I guess. I know I should 
not feel sorry, because divine Love has all good 
for me, if I am a good boy. Mother says, T must 
reflect,’ and to reflect means to give out.” 

Dick thought along this line as he walked from 
the house to the bam. Opening the door, he went 
directly to his Lady White and put his strong arms 
around her neck. “Perhaps grandpa will keep you 
for me. Lady. He told me yesterday that he would 
miss me after I am gone, and that I was to spend 
every vacation here, if Feared to come. Of course 
I care all right!” 

The goat seemed to listen attentively, as though 
she were understanding. 

It was now no trouble for Dick to harness and 
unharness her Ladyship. After attaching the shiny 
cart, of which Dick took the greatest care, they 
started out of the barn. 

Dick drove to a neighbor’s house, then back 
again. He was heading in another direction when 
Lady White saw Fluffy, and pulled hard to run 
after her. 

Of course Dick thought it would be fun, to have 
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Dick and Lady White 

Lady White run so fast. But he knew it was not 
right for her to try to injure the cat, and he said 
firmly: “No, little Lady, you must love Fluffy.’’ 

As Dick spoke puss jumped upon the stone wall 
near her; evidently she thought this a safe place, 
for she eyed the goat without fear. 

Like a flash Lady White rushed after her: she 
seemed determined to hook the daring yellow cat. 

Dick did all he could to prevent the goat from 
climbing the stone wall, but to no advantage. 
Before he realized it. Lady White was on the top 
of the fence, and the wagon with Dick was 
dragging after her. 

Almost at once there was the wagon, in which 
Dick was seated, hanging on one side of the wall, 
while naughty Lady White hung on the other side. 
Surely this was an awful thing to happen ! 

Dick managed to get out of the cart and, spring- 
ing upon the wall, endeavored to undo the traces, 
but tug as he would he could not budge them. 
Failing in this attempt, he tried to lift the wagon 
to the other side of the wall, but this act he was not 
quite strong enough to accomplish. Lady White 
seemed to be almost choking because of the tightly 
drawn harness. 

Dick just wrung his hands, crying: “What shall 
Ido? What shall I do?” 

Then he ran as fast as he could to the house for 
grandmother. Seeing her in the kitchen, he 
shouted: “Come quick, grandma, come quick! 
Lady White is hanging over the stone wall and is 
almost choking.” 

Mrs. McRay was so startled that she dropped the 

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Dick and Lady White 

cake she had just taken out of the oven. ^‘Hanging? 
Lady White hanging? However did it happen?” 

Hurriedly she followed Dick to the spot, and 
found the goat in a bad condition. The harness 
seemed to be choking her. Grandma pulled and 
pulled, but could not unbuckle a strap; everyone 
was so tight! Then she tried to lift the wagon, 
but it would not move. 

''Let us pull together!” exclaimed Dick. But 
their combined efforts were in vain. Poor unfortu- 
nate Lady White. Suddenly a familiar voice 
called: "Hello, there; what are you doing?” 

Oh, joy! It was grandfather. "Come quick, 
quick, grandpa,” cried Dick. "Lady White is 
choking.” 

Mr. McRay could not imagine what was the 
matter. "It looks as if I were just in time,” he 
said, as he glanced at the gasping animal, and then 
at the frightened faces. 

It all seemed so funny that he had to laugh. 

"Hurry up, grandpa, please! Lady White can’t 
hang there much longer.” 

Grandpa knew this to be true. Quickly he lifted 
the cart to the top of the fence, gave it a push and 
goat and cart came down to the ground. 

Lady White was plainly exhausted. It was some 
time before she wanted to get up after the harness 
was loosened. 

This experience was a needful one for her and 
she never chased Fluffy again, but grew more 
obedient. 

Dick made the most of his last few days. When 
he was not driving Lady White, they were 
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Dich and Lady White 

together on the lawn, and the goat seemed to enjoy 
the sport as much as the boy. 

Fluffy often came, too, but Lady appeared not to 
see her. Fluffy like to be chased, as she could 
easily climb a tree and escape. 

Mr. McRay, watching his grandson from the 
veranda, said to himself : “I surely have learned 
to love that boy, and shall miss him dreadfully. Fll 
keep his goat until next year. Dick will then be 
bigger and better able to hold her.’' 

Grandpa did his best not to think of losing Dick, 
for he dreaded the boy’s departure. 


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Chaptejr X 


A LETTER FROM HOME 

Dick’s glorious time came to an end sooner than 
was expected. 

His mother sent a letter telling him that school 
would open a week earlier than she had thought, 
and that he must be home on Saturday. 

This certainly was bad news, but the brave little 
fellow said: ‘‘Well, I suppose it can’t be helped! 
I’ve had the dandiest vacation.” Going over to his 
grandfather, he added shyly: ‘T’m so glad you 
want me back next summer, grandpa?” 

“Yes, by all means, Dick, plan to come, and if 
papa and mamma care to spend a few weeks on the 
farm we will be very glad to have them here also.” 
He put his arms tightly around Dick. “Do you 
know, you are very dear to me, my son, because 
you see good in everything; I am beginning to 
learn to do it, too. More than this, Dick, you have 
opened my blind eyes to see that the right kind of 
prayer is answered. It is truly wonderful after all 
my years of searching out for a God that would 
answer my prayers, that my little grandson should 
be the one to show me that my heavenly Father 
heals all our sickness.” 

Grandfather kept his hold on Dick, while his face 
betrayed his deep feelings. 

Dick felt bad, too, for he had grown very fond 
of his good kind grandfather and now that he was 
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Dick and Lady White 

understanding more about God, it was all the 
harder to leave. The lump in his throat grew 
bigger, and he could not keep the tears back. 

Neither one spoke for several minutes. 

Mr. McRay was the first to break the silence. 

‘‘Dick, I wish you would have your father send 
me a copy of the text-book, and a ‘Quarterly,’ so 
that I may study the Bible as you all do.” 

He paused for a moment. Then he continued, 
patting Dick’s soft blonde hair: “I can see that 
you have been taught the right way to pray. 
Grandma and I will spend the long winter evenings 
reading, and when next summer comes and you 
- return, let us hope we will understand enough to 
make what you call a ‘demonstration.’ Won’t that 
be fine, sweetheart?” 

Dick had listened attentively. 

“I’m glad, grandfather, to know that you will 
study our text-book. And, of course, you will make 
your demonstrations ; God will show you how.” 

The last day Dick spent almost entirely with 
Lady White. He really could not bear to think 
of leaving her. Stroking her soft white coat, he 
put his lips to her ear and whispered, “I will see 
you next summer, my pretty Lady White. Grandpa 
says you are going to remain here. I hope you 
appreciate grandpa’s kindness; you must promise 
me you’ll never be naughty and hook him again.” 

The animal seemed to understand. She looked 
up into her young master’s face with eyes that 
seemed to say: “I’ll try hard to remember.” 

Dick had more to say : “You have to love more, 
Lady White. If you are always obedient, grandpa 
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Dick and Lady White 

will never strike you.” His voice faltered. Burst- 
ing into tears, he sobbed as though his little heart 
would break. Lady pushed her pink nose more 
gently into his hand, as though to say : “Don’t cry, 
my little master; don’t cry!” 

“It is awful to give way to error,” Dick sobbed. 
“Just when I get to love you so much, I have to 
leave you. But, I’ll see you next summer. I’ll try 
not to cry any more.” 

Dick dried his tears, gave his pet one more long 
hug and returned to the house. 

Grandmother met him at the door. “I have been 
looking for you, dear. It is time for your train and 
the carriage will be here right away. Is everything 
ready?” 

“Yes; I was down to the barn saying good-bye 
for the last time to Lady White. Grandma, you 
have been so good to me I hardly know whether I 
want to go or stay.” 

“There’s the carriage coming, Dick ! It will only 
be good-bye until next summer,” and she kissed the 
boy again and again. 

Mr. McRay and Dick stepped into the carriage. 
The driver closed the door and they were off for 
the station. 

The boy turned around for one fleeting glance, 
and there stood grandma waving her, handkerchief 
just as hard as she could. 

“Five minutes more and my Dick will be gone,” 
his grandfather said when they stepped upon the 
platform. 

Dick had been very brave until now. 

The ticket was bought and, hearing the train 
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coming, he threw himself into his grandfather’s 
arms. can’t say any more, grandpa,” as he 
choked back the tears. “I feel as if I would cry 
right here in front of everybody.” 

“I feel somewhat the same, Dick. But that won’t 
do. We will just cheer up and look forward to 
next summer’s vacation. I’ll write you long letters, 
and tell you how I am getting on with my new 
study.” 

“Yes, please do, grandfather.” 

Slowly the train started. 

Instead of tears, a peaceful, trusting smile 
hovered around the eyes of the child as he called 
back : “Good-bye, grandpa.” 

“Good-bye, my boy,” was the last Dick heard. 

Mr. McRay watched the train until it was lost in 
the distance. Presently joy overspread his face, as 
he thanked God for the boy who had brought to 
him the glad message of Truth’s healing power. 

‘'And a little child shall lead them.” 


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